NaPoWriMo Day 29: Free Verse — “Healing Splinters”’#amwritingpoetry


For NaNoWriMo Day 29, Used my own prompt again.


Credit: Marinka Vinkman via Unsplash.


A perfect pane of glass, and all seen is crystal clear,

A rock chip fractured the perfection, and something broken won’t ever be the same.

The fracture lines still show, and slivered splinters ache.

Tiny diamonds to pull out; you can’t remove the pain yourself.

So, you sit and someone you don’t know, pokes and prods; it looks easy to remove,

The shard, the sliver, the hurt.

But, they dig around and hum a tune, as if these moments are nothing;

Small agony, plastic smiles in the end — as if a person’S brushed past.

Then, all of the paint, and the thickening mediums flood the canvas sky.

The masterpiece peeling paint, blotched lines, trailing wet drips, paths down a wall;

A damp foggy space and you keep cutting yourself, unable to see ten-steps ahead;

Day-by-day, you learn to let your wounds be, to reform pottery takes time — to heal with precious metal.

What’s the price, what’s the damage?What’s the favor or end game; what are the lies?

But then everyone’s suffering slivers, there’s glass on every road;

Popped tires, cars skid, windshields stunned; windows battered.

Eyes close, too many slivers slice, each somedays,

What’s the method to remove them without prodding half-healed scars?

Change a thoughtless habit, change the world; change only need be small.

No one asks for slivers, embedded glass in their hand, scar tissue that makes tiny wounds bleed;

When any human, no matter their background cries, mercy should be given without fail;

Care and concern without a price as sometimes there’s help — but then there’s help —

Precarious day’s where both you and I’ve done untold damage — but I’m learning we must repair wounds despite.

Tiny or gaping, the hurt matters not when it can be healed — be it with ease or struggle.


©️Mandibelle16. (2019) All Rights Reserved.

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6 thoughts on “NaPoWriMo Day 29: Free Verse — “Healing Splinters”’#amwritingpoetry”

  1. Your work reminds me of the Japanese pottery that’s broken and then repaired with gold. Only here we only hope for a decent way for wounds to heal. So much broken glass evokes a lively sense of peril, which is an impressive accomplishment. The phrase “windshields stunned” is a favorite.

    Happy July, Amanda! I hope your summer’s going pleasantly.

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    1. Hey Christopher Happy July. The Japanese pottery was exactly what I was going for. How the gold used to fix it increases its value, it has a word that defines it, but I can’t think of it. Happy July 4th tomorrow. Hope you can get out a bit to enjoy. July 1st was unfortunately rainy here, but it cleared enough for some fireworks. My grandma passed at the end of June. Yesterday was the funeral. She was 90 almost. I miss her, but I’m glad that part is over. Thanks for reading and hope to read more of your work soon. Enjoy the festivities too.

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